Wednesday, August 27, 2025

word list Poetic Asides

 First Day of Nature School

 

In morning’s first light,

we teachers did unite,

after a short night.

 

Though we felt hard to please,

we smiled, saying cheese,

but our nerves were in freeze.

 

Though our moods were a thorn,

it was as if we were reborn,

after we prayed that morn.

 

It was time to set up shop.

Then the cars came to a stop.

Out of them, children did hop.

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